Swapping at the Buford Highway Twin

So the Buford Highway Twin Theater in Doraville, Georgia, just outside of Atlanta, has closed again. This time it looks like it is for good, as the local laws have made the adult business illegal. The owners are reportedly looking for a new location, but the history that was the Buford Twin has come to a close. I have several good memories of this place. And a few dull ones. Like all theaters, particularly when it comes to the opportunities for a sexual encounter, things at the Buford were always "hit or miss". I lost count of the misses that I experienced there, but the "hits" always kept me coming back.

Of course, bringing your own woman seriously increases your chances for a good time. I have wandered back through some of my archives, and found this account of one of my favorite nights at the Buford. It is as I wrote it many years ago. Edited only for better sense now that some of the particulars of my life have changed.

Gina, my second wife, and  I were able to drop into the Buford Highway Twin Theater on Atlanta's northeast side last Saturday night. I like the Buford because it is what a theater is supposed to be: big, open, spacious, dark, with a large screen. The downside is that it is not the cleanest or best maintained facility in the country, but it served our  purposes just fine.

Gina looked great, as always in that faux leather mini-dress with the zippers. The long one down the front actually opens from both ends, so the top zipper was lowered about as far down as she legally dared, and the bottom one was up just enough to let the boys see a generous amount of upper thigh as we walked in. Judging from the crowd in the lobby, I assumed we were the only couple in the place. I was right.

The guy at the counter gave us the overview of the place, and we made our way down front to the couples section - six or seven rows marked by signs, and surrounded by single guys hoping for a view. Or maybe, if they were lucky, an invitation. We settled in and watched some fairly mediocre porn for about 20 minutes, getting the vibe of the place and generally relaxing. We had just started to make out a bit when another couple slid into the row directly behind us; the very last row of the couples section. We glanced back and were greeted with smiles and a quiet hello. They were African American, mid-30s, and attractive. At least she was. I really didn't pay much attention to him.

When we didn't immediately return to what we were doing when they came in, she leaned forward and laughingly said, "Don't let us stop you. It looked like you two were just beginning to enjoy yourselves. Besides, we won't be that far behind you."

"No more than about three feet, I'd say." It was the quickest comeback I could think of with most of my blood in my penis, rather than my brain.

"Sorry, are we cramping you?" he asked.

Before I could answer, Gina said, "Not at all. He's just trying to figure out how he's going to take care of me and still keep his eyes on you. Isn't that right?"

What could I say, she knows me to well. I am, after all, a voyeur.

The guy finally spoke. "Well, we could move up and sit with you."

We quickly agreed. Will call them F and S. F was solidly built, maybe 5'9'', with close-cropped hair. She was nearly as tall as him with curves from top to delicious bottom. Not heavy, mind you, just very well put together. She smelled fantastic as she slipped past me. Her breasts swayed under the light fabric of a halter top just enough to make me wonder if she was that firm, or if she was wearing some sort of light-suspension bra. Her toned legs were topped with a tight skirt that landed at mid thigh. Her heels gave a great shape to her long legs.

After the introductions and the usual questions, we turned our attention back to the movie. It was still mediocre, but somehow the level of eroticism has been raised in the room. Before long, Gina and I were making our again, as were F and S. I was on the far right of our row, Gina to my left, S to her left, and F on the other end.  Access to Gina's breasts was easy since they were so openly displayed. Her nipples were rock hard by the time I got them out. I knew that she was hoping to have the chance to taste S's pussy before the night was over, and I was eager to see her playing with another couple.

At a point, S was laying back in her chair, her large brown tits exposed. Well, one of them was. The other was in F's mouth and his hand was under her skirt, making her moan. Gina and I stopped to watch them for a minute. She shot me a quick glance, and then gently placed her hand on S's right leg, on top of her skirt. S looked at her and smiled. Seeing all the cue she needed, Gina slid her hand up S's taut tummy and gently caressed the bottom of her boob. She took her time, working her way around before arriving at the nipple. She gently tugged and pinched at it, then leaned in to take it into her mouth.

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Gina was kind enough to move so that I could get a nice view of that big brown breast slipping into my wife's mouth. She alternately licked and pulled at the swelling nipple with her teeth. Her long, blonde ponytail fell across ebony skin that nearly glowed in the light of the screen. F and I watched as our ladies began to kiss. It was tentative, at first, then soon turned urgent as their hands began to explore each others bodies.  I watched as S stiffened at the sensation of Gina's fingers on - then in - her pussy. They kissed as Gina began a slow, steady rhythm, finger fucking her new friend to the first of a series of orgasms. As it settled, Gina moved between S's spreads legs, pulling her lower into her seat so that she could lick her wet, pink slit.

The boys had moved in by now, of course, filling the rows behind and ahead of us. For just a second, I thought that S might suddenly change her mind when she saw all of that attention. Instead, she just focused on a couple of the cocks that caught her eye as my wife brought her to another climax. F whispered something in her ear and she nodded. He motioned for me to slide over a seat, taking the one immediately next to S. As soon as I did, she was groping for my dick.

She leaned over, taking it into her warm mouth. Soon she had a rhythm of her own, and I could feel Gina's tongue dancing across my balls. Then they turned their attention to Frank, offering him the same quality service. When Gina tired of being cramped down on the dirty floor, she stood. As she did, S turned her around, facing the screen and had her bend over the seat in front of them. Gina complied, giving S perfect access to her ass and pussy. S smiled like a Cheshire cat before licking her lips, bending forward and tasting my wife's cunt. I found out later that it was the first one she had ever eaten. She made Gina cum hard, as a few of the guys felt her tits.

When the wave of pleasure subsided, Gina leaned over to tell me that she wanted to fuck F. I  wasn't suprised. His dick was nearly as thick as a beer can. Not overly long, but very stout. I just smiled in reply. Gina then turned to S, kissing her.

"Now I need some cock. How about you?"

"Well," S smiled, "Looks like you have plenty to choose from."

"I'm only interested in one, right now. That is if it's OK with you."

"I'll share if you will."

Share we did. For the next 20 minutes or so I enjoyed every inch of S's amazing body. Her cunt was drenched, thanks to my wife's talents. I began on my knees, tasting her snatch before sliding my cock inside her. The angle wasn't the best, so we changed positions. She rode me, both facing the screen and facing me, setting her own rhythm and creating her own orgasms. My dick just went along for the juicy ride. Somewhere, off to my left, I heard Gina cumming repeatedly on F's cock. Then I heard him moan as he dumped his load into his condom.

Spent and sweaty, we rested for a bit, listening to the compliments and gratitude of the assembled crowd. We pulled our clothes on and made our way to the lobby for a drink and, as it turned out, our goodbyes. We exchanged numbers, but since Atlanta is a long way from home, it was doubtful that we would meet again.

Essentially, how we finished our night.

After they left, Gina and I made our way back into the theater. I still wanted to finish. And I figured that she had seen at least one dick or two that may have interested her. She surprised me by pushing me into a row in the back of the house, far from the couples section. When we had stepped in a couple of seats, she knelt on a chair, facing the rear of the room and pulled her skirt up. There was little doubt as to what she wanted.  I pulled my dick out and slid it in, slowly pumping her from behind. The boys in the room knew what she wanted, too. They lined up to experience her oral talents while I worked to be sure that as many as possible got a chance before I dumped my load in her. I believe there were four who were lucky enough to spend some "quality time" with her.

We left the Buford that night happy, horny and eager to cum back for more.